Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Vegas, cont.

Where did we leave off, my lovlies? Oh yesyesyes... Vegas, days 1 and 2.

Upon arrival to the airport, we slo-mo ran slash embraced one another, gathered our luggage and hopped into the hot mess of a taxi line headed to the strip. Also? Cait saw Dave Nevarro. NBD.

Dinner that eve was at Japonais at the Mirage. Sushi with a side of sass. Highly recommend.

The next morning, we jetted over to Rent the Runway at the Cosmopolitan. SUCH a brills business model: literally renting out designer fashions for any event. You can do it from home (shipped direct) or via appointment their boutique shops in NYC or Vegas. They rent pretty much everything but the shoes and the skivvies. Even wedding things! Anyway, I ended up with this little number from Trina Turk and this racy lace situation from Nicole Miller. Cait was delicious in Badgley Mischka and also Badgley Mischka. Hey, know what you know.

Post-appointment, we dined at Holsteins. Their menu includes boozy milkshakes, so duh. And somewhere in the course of the morning hours Cait hit it big and won $10 at a Monopoly machine. Our friendship has a long and storied past with Monopoly, so it was sort of a sign that the day was going to be amazing. And oh, it was.

The rest of the afternoon was spent lounging poolside, with my fair ginger bestie swimming in SPF one million, while I baked to my heart’s content with what I’m quite sure was actually just bottled Crisco. Also? We think someone had a seizure at the pool. Dear whoever you are: we hope you’re ok.

Dinner that evening was at Yolos, the Mexican joint in PH, because tableside guac.

Then, we BRITNEY-ed. You’ve been briefed on this experience already. But let’s just once again reminisce about how we were randomly selected from 4,600 people to sit in the VIP table section with the likes of Jessica Alba. MAGICAL.

Legit the only bad thing to happen to us the entire day was when I broke the straps on my super fave sparkly shoes, but in the long run, it was just one less thing I had to pack to go home. Win|win.

Tomorrow we discuss Saturday’s sitch. I tweeted this one out that night, so you’re in for a real treat.